Love, bubs and life on our little farm

I love the term mini-break, it reminds me of Bridget Jones. But more to the point, we have been in desperate need of one.

So thanks to the Brisbane show holiday, Jase took a few more days off and we headed to my families beach house on the Tweed Coast, which is just a short drive away. Its a gorgeous area - quieter than the Gold Coast and with one of the best beaches on the whole coast. There is also some lovely tidal rivers perfect for bubbies to play in.

Our house is modest - its barely had any work done on it in 20 or so years but it's on a huge block, two storey with lovely bright bedrooms and a deck overlooking the lush overgrown rainforest gardens which are home to a family of bush turkeys. It is two blocks from the village centre and the beach. The village is filling up with trendy cafes and bars now, the creep of the Gold Coast is encroaching. We have decided to embrace the change rather than whinge about what it was 20 years ago when we bought.

So we swum, played with Elka, walked for miles, soaked up the crazy hot weather, ate a lovely breakfast at a beachside cafe, drank wine on a resort terrace watching the sunset colours paint the sky over the waves and lazed around reading magazines. Bliss and the recharge that we needed.